As James shifted his attention toward the silvery-gold resins on the nearest cedar tree, Cassian and Nyxrael also shifted their gazes to the silvery-gold resin.
"Finally found it," James murmured softly.
"That resin?" Cassian asked, curiosity flickering in his eyes.
"Yeah. This should be the one." James nodded his head and reached his hand out toward the resin.
James scooped a small amount of the silvery-gold resin with his fingertips and brought it closer to his nose.
He took a slow breath. The moment the scent reached him, his eyes lit up.
It carried a clean cedar aroma, but it was far richer than anything he had smelled before. It was fresh like cold mountain air, yet softened by a gentle sweetness from the resin. Beneath it lingered a faint herbal warmth and a soft smoky note, creating a calm, grounding fragrance that felt naturally refined.
